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For Christ and His Kingdom!

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"Don't be afraid of the enemy! Remember the Lord, who is great and glorious, and fight for your friends, your families, and your homes!" Nehemiah 4:14

Me, 27.

Well it's the eve of my 27th birthday. I thought I'd get pumped up about it and write 27 things I have enjoyed about my life so far. So here goes: 1. My nutty brother 2. my Dad 3. my Mom 4. Wonderful grandparents 5. the sun 6. my friends 7. Spunky, my pet dog when I was a girl 8. Carseat, my pet cat when I was a girl 9. Texas 10. 10 years working at summer camp (including this summer to come) 11. working in Honduras 12. living in Tchad 13. Exploring the world 14. Mowgli, my African dog 15. Duplicat, my Norwegian cat 16. Traveling 17. Chisholm Trail Academy, high school years 18. Southern Adventist University, the growing years :) 19. Green grass 20. Learning Spanish, French, and random Scandinavian words 21. Spring 22. Photography 23. Earth Day 24. Destiny Drama Company, Southern's touring Christian theater 25. University roommates 26. Colour 27. Living the life God has given me

The Best thing in the World

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Sunrise by my hut Originally uploaded by dreams with faith What's the best thing in the world? June-rose, by May-dew impearled; Sweet south-wind, that means no rain; Truth, not cruel to a friend; Pleasure, not in haste to end; Beauty, not self-decked and curled Till its pride is over-plain; Love, when, so, you're loved again. What's the best thing in the world? --Something out of it, I think. Elizabeth Barrett Browning

AWOL

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Last Thursday night when I went to bed I called for Duplicat and he was a no go. So I figured he was all tucked in for the night under my porch. Then when I didn't leave for Scotland on Friday, I called for him again that night . . . again he was a no go. I realized perhaps he was just out running around, sowing his wild seeds for the weekend a little bitter that I was going to be gone again. When he didn't show up all weekend I started getting a little worried. I had been given reports that people had seen him, but I knew in fact they had actually seen the mom cat, not in fact Duplicat. I had been getting in the habit every morning to yell out my door, "DUPLICAT, HERE KITTY" but alas, nothing. I would repeat the same thing in the evening. Nothing. Hmmm. Where could that cat be? I found myself on Monday wondering where and when Duplicat was going to return again. I was afraid that perhaps something had happened and a normally kind, quite Norwegian had gone CRAZY on hi...

My Duplicat wins best cat, hands down.

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So I am pretty sure that Duplicat is the best cat EVER. Tonight we were kicking around the football outside and Duplicat was watching and waiting from the sidelines to attack it any time it came over to his area. How many cats do you know that do that? Honestly. Then Friday night I went to sleep on my couch but not before Duplicat came up and cuddled in right next to me. He was purring loudly at first but then he stopped because he had fallen asleep. Best cat, ever. Then on Monday I woke up to the sun beams pouring through my window at 5:30 am and there was Duplicat right by my head watching me waiting for me to wake up so I would pet him and feed him. Then when I am in my flat (my two room flat) he follows me between the two rooms as I get ready in the mornings. I guess he doesn't like to be left out either. I can sympithize with that too. All in all I vote Duplicat the best cat ever. If anyone differs let him come and tell that Duplicat's face.

Ode to a taller friend

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Tall friend of mine You hail from Danmark. We didn't wait for you We went on the train Arrived in the rain Saw nothing planned Including you, my tall friend. The streets were stone The buildings full of colour The rain fell Then the sun shone. We took pictures But we missed our tall friend. We spoke English But missed our Danish friend. The country of pastries Gave back to it's patrons She opened her heart And let two Americans in. She gave us her gold for free Yet how can it be? We did it all without thee? We went to Danmark But missed our tall friend.

scotland . . .

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“Were it not for hope the heart would break.” ~Scottish Proverb